a quick rant:
total spent in the past 3 years on replacing stolen bicycles and bike parts: $1253.27.
what is *with* that? and what does someone do with a shitty old cracked bike wheel anyhow? (this morning greets me with an empty set of struts, and sagging brake cables... people really do suck).
in other news, just back from hillside - a weekend away in the midst of sweltering ontario summer, lakeside, and browning, and listening to some really great tunes. run, don't walk, to get all of josh ritter's stuff. of course, i might be the last person on earth to know how great he is, since i've clearly been out of touch for the past few years. but i'm listening to him nonstop since coming back from hillside and it's making everything feel a little more sympatico.
j left this morning for saskatchewan - a two week flight to the plains. wide open skies, wide open land, wide open mind. the familiar growl of anxiety in the pit of my stomach that signals the shoring up of resources for so much time spent alone. how does this work again?
2 comments:
Josh rocks. And he's soooooo cute and sweet in person -- one of those "if i was straight..." moments.
Re: time alone. I recommend drugging yourself. :)
just saw this. he really is adorable - all shiny and bouncy, and sort of sexy in an american eagle sort of way.
and i'm off drugs - unless you count coffee. which also helps.
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